𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐨 ♔

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I sat in class bored. The day felt off. I didn't see Ezekiel in the halls at all. I lean my cheek on my palm, obviously not having it at all. I was tired, it was raining, the skies were gloomy, and so was I. Today was just not my day.

I didn't feel the need to do any work. I don't know if it was the drugs talking, but I miss Ezekiel and I hate him not being here.

Julie: new cart! wanna hit?
if so im in the br rn come to east wing

I would never pass up the chance to hit a cart. "May I go to the restroom?" I blurt out, not even raising my hand. "Five minutes." my teacher replies, mad that I had interrupted her lesson. She doesn't yell at me because she knows a five minute break is enough punishment.

"Zip up your jacket." she says as I walk out the door. I roll my eyes and do so.

I sashay my way to the bathroom, meeting my friend there. We weren't close, but weed unites anybody. We only hit each other up if we had anything. We used to be close, until she found a new group.

"There's a party next week. You going?" she asks. "Probably." i reply. "There's finna be drinks, weed, you name it. Santana even said he might bring molly or tabs." holy fuck.. what is this? Euphoria? "I'm down. Never tried either."

Foreshadowing.. worst mistake ever.

author's note, i don't know what month we're in so just act like it's march or something

"What are we celebrating anyways? Did thanksgiving come early?" I joke as I hit the cart. "His birthday.. duh!" Santana was an old friend of mine as well. Me, Julie, Miley, Roxy, Santana, and Martin were all one huge group.

We were all burnouts.

"Shit. Sounds lit. I'll be there. How many people are coming?" I ask. "Hella. No snitches. You can invite your group too!" She smiles. I knew I could only invite certain people. Gisella was probably the only one.

Everyone else only smoked weed. I don't think they'd love to see me take pills or tabs. This would be my first time anyways.

I couldn't believe it. I always looked down on it, but there's a first for everything.

"Shit.. I got to go. My teacher gave me only five minutes." I say, taking one last huge hit of the cart. "Okay! Bye queen!" She blows me a kiss. I do the same back. It's a girly girl gesture.

I walk out, heading back to class. "Six minutes." The teacher says as I walk in. "Not bad." I roll my eyes AGAIN and sit back down.

The bell rings after a good thirty minutes and off I go into the next class. It was then when as I walked, I felt my entire body get yanked into a room just by the pull of my arm. The door shuts after me and locks. The room was dark. "Um.. what the fuck?" I say.

"Scared you?" I hear. The lights turn on and there he is. "Ugh. I thought you didn't come, Zeke." my heart drops out of excitement. He pulls me into a kiss. I kiss him back, sliding my hand under his shirt and feeling his abs.

My pussy developed a heartbeat. He leans on the table behind him, practically leaning on it. He then pulls away from the kiss and sits on the table, picking me up and placing me on him with such strength. We continue kissing as I position myself.

He then zips my jacket down, lifting my tanktop underneath over my bra. The light above us buzzing and flickering. Ezekiel pops a tit out of my bra and starts sucking on my nipple. I try to contain my moan by covering my mouth with my hand. I zoned out, focusing on the beautiful smell of my hand and the lotion that I had applied to it before being brought into this situation.